Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 435 High Demand for Coal Sales

Old Qin straightened his back as he saw Chu Chen's serious expression.

"Young master, I, Qin, am just an ordinary commoner. Having met the Emperor, therefore..."

"It's alright, it's only natural. But from now on, you're no longer an ordinary person. In a little while, you'll be pouring as much alcohol as you can onto Zhou Shixun, understand?"

"What, young master, we are also...sitting together!"

"Otherwise, you can go hungry. Here, it's the rule that servants and masters eat at the same table!"

After saying that, Chu Chen strode into the kitchen and then secretly took out some braised dishes from his spatial storage in a corner.

These things are all pre-made; they just need to be heated up.

In fact, if Chu Chen wanted to, he could easily barge into the kitchen of a restaurant and prepare a table full of dishes for them.

Because the space itself is static, the food remains in the same state it was in when he traveled through time.

Seeing the braised dishes that Chu Chen brought over, Dongxue took them immediately.

"Young master, what kind of dish is this?"

"Um, you can just heat it up in the microwave."

Having been with Chu Chen for a long time, Dongxue and Xiamu were already proficient in using things from modern society.

Soon after, a huge table was filled with steaming hot food.

Chu Chen wasn't idle either; he turned around and carried out two cases of baijiu (Chinese liquor) from the room.

I thought to myself, "I'll drink you all to death."

He knew Lao Qin's drinking capacity; once, to test him, he forced him to drink two bottles of 56-proof liquor.

After finishing his drink, this guy chopped a bunch of firewood in the afternoon, which earned him a thumbs up from Chu Chen.

Once all the dishes were served, Zhou Shixun eagerly pulled the Empress to sit down at the table.

The group followed suit and sat down at the table. Jin Dayou looked at the three empty chairs and asked in confusion, "Young Master Chu, are there more guests?"

Before Chu Chen could speak, Zhou Shixun picked up the conversation.

"Manager Jin, you don't know, but here at Chuwazi's place, there's no distinction between servants and masters. Everyone has to sit at the table and eat together."

Upon hearing this, Jin Dayou immediately stood up and bowed to Chu Chen: "Young Master Chu has such a broad mind; he is indeed someone we should admire."

Chu Chen smiled after hearing this: "Manager Jin, you flatter me. Although people are divided into different classes, in the end, aren't we all just people?"

"Alright, Lao Qin, Xia Mudongxue, stop busying yourselves. Xia Mudongxue, keep the ladies company while they drink red wine. Lao Qin, pour His Majesty a drink."

After Chu Chen finished speaking, Xia Mu sat down next to the Empress, quickly opened a bottle of red wine, and poured her a glass in a stemmed glass.

Next was Zhou Shicai's wife.

When Lao Qin heard about drinking, he immediately straightened up.

I thought to myself, dealing with you guys who drink water every day is a piece of cake.

He would open a bottle of Maotai and wander around the dining table.

During the banquet, Zhou Shicai and his entourage toasted Chu Chen, but Lao Qin stopped them all.

In Chu Chen's words, "I'm not in good health and can't drink. If you're so capable, why don't you bring a bartender?"

Zhou Shixun was already used to Chu Chen's behavior.

However, others disagreed with Chu Chen's statement. They argued that if such fine wine were given to others, what would be the point?

They drank until late at night.

Outside the door, Zhou Shixun's guards stood like pillars.

Inside, Old Qin was holding Jin Dayou, and Zhou Shicai was holding Eunuch Wei, and the scene was chaotic.

She sang a song that Chu Chen couldn't stand.

Especially Wei Gonggong's unique voice, which was deadly.

This prompted the neighbors to visit the capital's government office several times. The officials, seeing the imperial guards from afar, would quickly slip back to the government office.

Going to mess with those people is just asking for trouble; you're not smart enough.

The next day, Chu Chen got up, looked at Old Qin who was lying there like a dead dog, and burst into laughter.

"Whoever boasted that there are no more than a handful of people in Beijing who can outdrink you, they got a lesson from Jin Dayou last night, didn't they?"

"Young master, I am incompetent and have failed to complete the mission!"

"No, no, no, Lao Qin, the young master has decided that from now on, he will take you with him wherever he goes for these kinds of social events."

Who is Jin Dayou? He's the boss of Jinsheng Trading Company and the CEO of Royal Enterprise. People like him have the most terrifying drinking capacity.

The result was that he and Lao Qin were evenly matched, which shows how impressive Lao Qin is.

At Chu Chen's insistence, Lao Qin returned to his room to rest.

With nothing else to do, Chu Chen took Dongxue and strolled down the streets of the capital.

Suddenly, a piece of paper was handed to him. Chu Chen took it and thought to himself that they were quite efficient.

The public opinion poll, which was scheduled yesterday, begins today.

Chu Chen took the brush from the man, made a few random strokes, and then started a shopping spree with Dong Xue.

Money, once it's spent, you can earn more.

Inside the clothing shop, Dongxue looked at Chu Chen with a conflicted expression: "Young Master, I already have almost twenty bellybands, I can't buy any more."

"Oh dear, don't try to save money for the young master! Look at this one, the embroidery on it is so beautiful!"

Ignoring the stares from the shopkeepers who looked at him like he was an alien, Chu Chen began to comment on the pile of clothes in front of him.

The shopkeeper was overjoyed; he recognized the young man before him.

He would bring different girls to buy clothes whenever he had free time, and he was very generous with his money; he was definitely a big customer.

Ten days later, the first batch of honeycomb briquettes and coal stoves were manufactured and successfully sold at Jinsheng Trading Company in the capital.

This caused a frenzy among the wealthy families.

The whole capital was buzzing with discussion: "Did you know? There's something called coal, and they say just three tiny lumps can burn for a whole day."

"Haha, Master Zhou, you're ignorant, aren't you? Those are honeycomb briquettes, unique to Jinsheng Trading Company. Ordinary people can't even buy them."

So, Master Wang, you managed to buy it?

"Well, luckily, luckily, I have a nephew in my family who works as a manager in Jinsheng Trading Company, and he managed to get some."

"Ah, then, Master Wang, please..."

After Zhou finished speaking, he handed over a silver ingot.

"Ah, haha, no problem, no problem!"

Listening to the discussions, Chu Chen thought to himself that Zhou Shicai wasn't stupid. He knew that once something new came out, he would take advantage of the hype and make a good profit off the rich.

So, it seems that in major cities, these will also be sold in limited quantities.

If Chu Chen's guess comes true, perhaps this winter, another inconspicuous merchant will appear out of nowhere and sell these things at extremely low prices.

Immediately afterwards, Jinsheng Trading Company would tell the outside world that due to market shocks, it had no choice but to sell at a loss and lower prices.

"That's a good strategy."

Chu Chen said something leisurely, then turned and went back to his residence in the capital.

Now that the business is done, it's time for me to return to Qingyun City and enjoy myself for a while.

So he gave Lao Qin some instructions, then drove off towards Qingyun City.

Little did they know that in Qingyun City, Li Qinglian looked at a strange-looking furnace in front of her and said to Xiao Fang.

"You can't tell this thing is anything special, so why can it fetch the exorbitant price of ten taels of silver?"

"Sister Qinglian, you don't understand, do you? According to the young master, it's called... something like hunger marketing."

"Look, after this gust of wind passes, this thing will probably only be worth a hundred or so coins."

Li Qinglian nodded after listening, and immediately thought of a possibility.